Hesitating for only thetime it takes to take a breath, I said, “I’d like that.”We made arrangements to meet Saturday at the Holmes B...acharound 9:00, and we both left.Going on Saturday would be no problem because I couldtell my wife I was going fishing. She hates fishing andnever goes along. This way I know most of the day wasmine to do what I wanted. And what I wanted to do wasspend it with Patrick. The next two days were spentdaydreaming and I was in a state of constant. Ken began to get absorbed into the game as Shay began to look around watching the goings on in the stands. She rolled her eyes at the drunk frat boys falling over each other, spilling beer all over the place. She smiled softly as she watched a father with pencil in hand show his son how to score a game. She decided it was time for a bit of fun. ‘Kenny, sweetie, can we get some peanuts?’ she asked. ‘Sure baby, whatever you want’ Ken answered. The Sox were down by 2 and he was starting to get. He suggested we try the crispy club panini with honey mustard slaw. Straight from the Taste of the NFL Chef of New York's Tribeca Grill so he said. Bacon, deli-style mesquite turkey breast, mozzarella cheese, chopped basil and tomato on Tuscan bread."Sean, you have a press pass for all the game-related events and such, I assume," I stated matter-of-factly between bites."Yes, I do." You know at what hotels the players are staying and a lot of other information about them, I assume." That is. Then we kissed again and we both laid down for a few minutes. I had gotten on my side facing her and felt her stomach. I caressed her stomach very softly. “You don't think he suspected anything about us do you?” Judy asked. “I don't think so personally. I mean when he's horny it may cross his mind, but for all he knows it could be anyone's and I'm just taking care of you,” I replied. “And you do take care of me thankfully,” Judy said. “Well I'm really thankful to have you too sweetheart. I.